Lord of Souls

This is the gauntlet!

Freshmen, a gauntlet to Jiang Ji, the vice-chairman of the student union on campus!

"Pfft..."

Li Lei laughed, the kind of mad laugh!

Laughter, somewhat harsh.

He even stretched out his hand and pointed at Xia Lindao contemptuously.

"Your dormitory is beautiful, now it's mine?"

"You really dare to make the idea of ​​brother Ji's dormitory!?"

"You idiot didn't ask, what kind of character is my step-brother!?"

Jiang Ji quickly suppressed the fake smile on his face.

He looked at Xia Lin indifferently, and for a moment, said in a low voice, "There is something."

After saying that, he burst into a grin!

Putting his hands together and pinching his phalanges, he made a crackling sound. Jiang Ji laughed grimly and said grimly, "As a reward for your kindness, in the coming year, I will be good, frequent, not so gentle, and take care of you a lot. ."

"Rookie, next, we have something to deal with."

Xia Lin ignored Jiang Ji and just asked Tian Qingqing again.

"What's the process for grabbing a dormitory?"

Tian Qingqing looked strange, just wanted to persuade Xia Lin again, but after thinking about it, she dismissed this idea.

As a believer, Xia Lin naturally cannot accept the condition of double return!

"The process is very simple. The challenger meets the challenged and finds a place to start the fight. There are no restrictions. But outside the battle hall, it is not allowed to waste people and pets. Inside the battle hall, follow the rules of the battle hall."

Xia Lin nodded to show understanding, and then said again, "Is he in the Silver Age?"

"That's right."

"One more question, are there any Golden Age Spirit Masters among the students in the school?"

Tian Qingqing nodded and turned to look at Manor No. 1.

Needless to say, the owner there is the only Golden Age Spirit Master in the University of Ice.

It is also Jiang Ji's backer and Li Lei's backer.

President of the Student Union, President of the Battle Club.

"But don't worry, Gu Yunfeng went to the Soul Realm recently, and probably won't be able to come back in a short time."

"You solved Jiang Ji. In our campus, no one dares to trouble you again."

……

Xia Lin really doesn't like dealing with these idiots.

However, the atmosphere in the school is like this. It seems that it has become a customary rule for the old students to oppress the new students.

Although freshmen as long as they keep a low profile and swallow their voices, they won't be bullied too fiercely... But there are actually quite a few vicious incidents caused by this every year.

Xia Lin didn't like to be in the limelight either.

But everyone jumped in the face, and it's not like that if you don't slap in the face.

He is a traveler, not a coward.

Xia Lin shrugged lightly when he heard Tian Qingqing say that Jiang Ji would be able to stop by himself.

He hooked his fingers at Jiang Ji.

"Where to fight?"

"right here!"

The voice fell, and the two stepped forward in unison until they were more than ten meters apart, and they both stopped.

"Rookie, are you very confident?"

"Yes, I am very confident."

"Bronze? Double Overlord?"

The champion of the 18th National Congress of the Communist Party of China was at this level.

Xia Lin smiled shyly: "You'll know right away."

……

The second manor.

Among the swirling leaves, a man slowly opened his eyes.

As if aware of the commotion outside, the man got up and went to the top of the outer wall of the manor to look into the distance.

You can see the picture of Jiang Ji and Xia Lin confronting each other.

With a frown, the man said coldly.

"These rotten people."

……

Manor No. 9.

The two twins were practicing in the meditation room. Just as Xia Lin and Jiang Ji were about to start, the beautiful girl with a single ponytail suddenly opened her eyes.

A silver-white light flashed in his eyes, but then disappeared again.

A crisp voice came out of his mouth.

"Sister, it seems to be quite lively outside..."

Shuangmawei also opened her eyes and said, "Sister, let's go out and have a look."

"Sister, go to my No. 10 manor, the view from there seems to be better."

"OK."

……

Inside Manor No. 7.

A strong man with bronzed skin turned his head and looked outside while doing curls.

"Bang" sound.

The heavy dumbbell fell to the ground, smashing the slate floor into pieces.

Picking up the towel at will, the strong man wiped his sweat and walked out.

"My brother is in trouble? Let's go out and have a look."

……

At the moment when Xia Lin and Jiang Ji were about to open their soul realm, four scattered gazes swept from three directions.

Before the battle officially started, a voice came from the second manor, as loud as a bell!

"Jiang Ji! How many times have you said it! Don't do your dirty deeds in front of my eyes!!"

Hearing this voice, Jiang Ji frowned and muttered "trouble" in a low voice.

Afterwards, he also vibrated his soul power and swayed the sound far away as if using a trumpet.

"Hongwu Temple! You don't make any sense. This freshman wants to rob my dormitory. How could it have anything to do with me bullying others?"

A green light flew from Manor No. 2, and soon landed not far from Xia Lin.

The green light was rippling like a tulle, and soon the tulle dissipated, revealing the figure of a handsome man with a shawl and a scar on his face below.

He glared at Jiang Ji fiercely, then turned to look at Xia Lin.

"Aren't you bullied?"

Xia Lin raised his eyebrows and said, "It doesn't seem to be there yet..."

"Well, then don't fight him. Go back to your dormitory. In the future, if these scumbags of the student union dare to bully you again, come to the second manor to find me."

After speaking, the man named Hongwu Temple wanted to turn his head.

However, the voice of the freshman suddenly sounded.

"You mean, I can just move into Manor No. 3?"

Hongwu Temple was suddenly stunned...

He glanced at Xia Lin, and then at Jiang Ji, who had a bad look. Recalling what Jiang Ji had just said, a strange thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Are you really going to rob his dormitory?"

Xia Lin: "Well, because Manor No. 3 is very beautiful, I really liked it."

Mainly because the words were said, Xia Lin didn't want to slap himself in the face.

Hongwu Temple: "He's a senior, so you're the only couple..."

Xia Lin nodded again.

"He has the strength of the Silver Age..."

"I've heard of this too."

Hongwu Temple didn't know what to say, but Jiang Ji said strangely.

"The dog is meddling with the mouse!"

Hongwu Temple's eyes glared, Jiang Ji's neck shrank, but he immediately acted unwilling to be outdone: "This is called a fair challenge and fair competition, and it was initiated by this new student. I said Hongwu Temple, no matter how long you stretch your hands, it will be too long. Can't control the dormitory competition in this regard?"

Hongwu Temple frowned and looked at Xia Lin again, as if to keep Xia Lin's appearance in his heart.

After that, he nodded, but walked back without saying a word—until he retreated outside the combat range.

"It's not allowed to waste people, it's not allowed to waste soul pets, Jiang Ji, I'm watching you."

However, Xia Lin and Jiang Ji stopped paying attention to Hongwu Temple.

Because Xia Lin's every move just now has already explained one thing to Jiang Ji...

This freshman has a problem.

……

The silver-white soul light suddenly lit up.

But not one, but two!

Li Lei suddenly widened his eyes and said that it was impossible! Even the Hongwu Temple of Manor No. 2 shrank sharply!

Newborn, silver period!

However, during the battle, even bystanders did not speak.

Even though Jiang Ji was equally shocked, he still quickly summoned all his soul pets!

Three heads!

A soul master in the silver period, regardless of whether he is a freshman or not, is enough for Jiang Ji to take it seriously.

……

The following are the words of the author.

……

I didn't expect that a plot that pretended to slap the face would attract so much controversy.

But it won't change. In order to lead the characters, to lead the plot, and to establish the character design, it's even more cool.

In short, as I said, this book is a cool article, both high-end cool and low-end cool will be available, and high-end and low-end must be installed.

Two more words from my heart.

The previous books have also written something different, but to be honest, the income is not necessarily as strong as Xiaobai Shuangwen.

What am I trying to figure out...

For example, frenzy.

Frenzy is now a masterpiece, and it was only made two years after the book was finished... It is listed as one of the nearly 10,000 masterpieces at the starting point. The results are at the bottom of the boutique, and all orders are less than 4000.

This achievement is really nothing to be proud of.

So why are there such clichés in this book?

1~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It’s cool. Although it’s vulgar, it’s cool. I’ve finished writing the climax of this paragraph, and I feel pretty good about myself. You can see it after a dozen chapters.

Second, this so-called old-fashioned routine really fits this plot.

Third, if I don't transform again, I really can't afford to feed my baby.

Readers use one by one subscription, one monthly pass, and one reward each, to prove that they want to read Shuangwen—if you don’t understand, you can look at the new book recommendation list. The books on the list are the new books that are most popular with paying readers.

Among them, Shuangwen accounts for a lot, and the others are also Shuangwen with a brain hole brand.

And the title of the work... hey...

I am really a little unfamiliar with the current market, really.

But one thing is indisputable.

The routine of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, at least now, is still absolutely mainstream!

Is the book not cool enough? Then you can die.

Before, I always wanted to write something different and come up with some weird tricks.

Before, I didn't put cool points first.

Then I was taught to be a human being.

The reader decides the market with real money, and the market decides what the writer wants to write.

So, change, try, explore, try.

Right now, I am like a blind man, groping readers' preferences and market trends bit by bit.

It can even be said to start from scratch.

Look, learn, write, think.

Change styles, seek change.

must change.

Die without change.

This is the meaning of this plot to me personally (not the book).

If I can't even write a cliché thing, am I still writing a **** book? Or take the time to enter the factory.